River and Inara are such the little hellions these days. They love to take turns climbing into my lap, and then they kick and bite and scratch at me, and then if I make them stop biting, they give me the big blue eyes and are all “Ah am jest a little bitty baby kitten and ah could not hurt a fly, le WAH!” and meow sadly at me.
BRATS.
“Momma! Pay attention to ME!”
Fight!
“Do you SEE what I have to put up with?!”
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Previously
2007: I think the shirt is broken, though. No one ever offers me chocolate!
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.